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We Don't Care

Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to singAnd all my people that's

Drug dealin' just to get byStackin' money 'till it get sky high(Kids, sing, kids, sing)We wasn't supposed to make it past 25Joke's on you, we still aliveThrow your hands up in the sky and sayWe don't care what people say

If this is your first time hearin' thisYou are about to experience something so cold, manWe never had nothin' handedTook nothin' for grantedTook nothin' from no manMan I'm my own manBut as a shorty I looked up to the dope manOnly adult man I knew that wasn't broke, manFlickin' Starter coats, manMan you don't know, manWe don't care what people say

This is for my niggas outside all winterCause this summer they ain't finna'Say next summer I'm finna'Sittin' in the hood like community collegesThis dope money here is little Tre's scholarshipCause ain't no tuition for having no ambitionAnd ain't no loans for sittin' your ass at homeSo we forced to sell crack, rap, and get a jobYou gotta do somethin' man, your ass is grown

Drug dealin' just to get byStackin' money 'till it get sky high(Kids, sing, kids, sing)We wasn't supposed to make it past 25Joke's on you, we still aliveThrow your hands up in the sky and sayWe don't care what people say

The second verse is for my dogs working 9 to 5That still hustle 'cause a nigga can't shine off $6.55And everybody selling makeup, Jacob'sAnd bootlegged tapes just to get they cake upWe put shit on layaway, then come backWe claim other people kids on our income taxWe take that money, cop work, then push packs to get paidAnd we don't care what people sayMomma say she want to move southScratchin' lottery tickets, eyes on a new house'Round the same time, Doe ran up in dude houseCouldn't get a job, so since he couldn't get workHe figured he'd take workThe drug game bulimic, it's hard to get weightA nigga's money is homo, it's hard to get straightBut we gon' keep bakin' 'till the day we get cakeAnd we don't care what people sayMy niggas

Drug dealin' just to get byStackin' money 'till it get sky high(Kids, sing, kids, sing)We wasn't supposed to make it past 25Joke's on you, we still aliveThrow your hands up in the sky and sayWe don't care what people say

You know the kids goin' act a foolWhen you stop the programs for after schoolAnd they DCFS, some of em dyslexicThey favorite 50-Cent song 12 questionsWe scream, rock, blows, weed, parkSee now we smartWe ain't retards, the way teachers thoughtHold up, hold fast, we make more cashNow tell my momma I belong in that slow classBad enough we on welfareThey trying to put me on the school bus with the space for the wheelchairI'm trying to get the car with the chromie wheels hereThey trying to cut our lights out like we don't live hereLook what was handed usFathers abandoned usWhen we get them hammers, go on call the ambulanceSometimes I feel no one in this world understands usBut we don't care what people sayMy niggas

Drug dealin' just to get byStackin' money 'till it get sky high(Kids, sing, kids, sing)We wasn't supposed to make it past 25Joke's on you, we still aliveThrow your hands up in the sky and sayWe don't care what people say